Disclaimer: See last chapter

~ Chapter Six ~

Sonny watched her friends as they grabbed for the pizza in front of them, she bit down on her lip and watched them bring the food to their mouths. She curled up into a tight ball, remembering one time when she threw back up pizza – it hurt too much, she didn't want to go through that again.

She sat there and closed her eyes, trying to block out their conversation and the sound of them munching on the feast in front of them. She keeps catching random bits of their conversation about food and she can't help but count the calories and fat in her head,

That's 353 calories per slice of pizza and 10 grams of fat and if they all eat the box they have each then that would be 2118 calories and even if they threw it all up they would never be able to get it all out. Anyway, now they are drinking full fat coke and they don't know that it's over 150 calories for one glass and if they have had at least three glasses each.

Sonny opened her eyes to see everyone staring at her, she shook her head and run off as fast as she could, locking herself in the bathroom as tears ran down her pale face. She bit her lip as hard as she could as she sat down on the toilet seat.

She could taste the blood in her mouth as she bit down harder, tears falling down her face. She had to get away from them, she couldn't stand to see everyone else eat around her when she knew she couldn't touch anything – it was too hard to throw everything up when she is constantly surrounded by people.

She didn't want people knowing what she did, she didn't need people to look at her and think "Oh look there is the girl who can't control herself around food so she throws it back up afterwards." She didn't want to be that girl.

She sighed and finally got up, opening the stall door to look at herself in the mirror. She knew she was just a little bit smaller than she was before, but it didn't seem good enough. She just wanted to be able to control herself around food, she wanted to be able to say 'no thank you' instead of just running away from it.

She shook her head, wiping away her tears and biting down on her still bleeding lip, she winced a little at the contact but then shook her head – she was in control and that was all that mattered.

"What's wrong?" She looked up at the girl who had just walked in and looked back in the mirror, grabbing a tissue to dab at the blood that was now dripping down her chin.

"Nothing." She muttered, watching the brunette from their rival show walk up to her and frown.

"I know we're not friends or anything but I can tell that something is wrong." Sonny shrugged and then looked at Portlyn,

"And even if there was something wrong, would you care?"

"Probably not." Portlyn smirked,

"Good." Sonny whispered, she liked it when nobody cared, it was easier for her. She shook her head and then ran out of the bathroom.

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"That new girl from 'So Random' was crying today." Portlyn looked at Chad, raising an eyebrow when he showed a small amount of concern – something he quickly covered up.

"And I should care, why?"

"Because I thought you liked her."

"Well I don't, Chad Dylan Cooper does not like anyone from Chuckle City, especially not her." He glared at the smaller girl in front of him,

"I was just saying that she has lost weight and she is never in the cafeteria anymore... and I know you look for her at lunch time." Portlyn sighed, she knew Chad liked Sonny, she was the only one who ever seemed to let the old Chad that Portlyn had met so many years ago, come out for the first time in so long.

"Just talk to her." She whispered before walking away from him, looking behind her to see Chad nod and quickly walk off in the direction of 'So Random'.

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Chad watched the girl as she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she had no idea anyone else was in the room as she slowly lifted up her top, tears dripping down her face as she gripped at invisible fat.

He shook his head, biting down on his lip as he coughed, letting her know that he was there. She jumped, yanking her top down and glaring at him.

"Stalking me now?"

"Just came to see if you were okay." He shrugged, sitting down on the settee and flicking through his phone,

"Well, I am fine so you can leave now."

"Why were you crying?" He looked up at her, smiling at the shock on her face,

"I wasn't."

"In the toilets, Portlyn told me."

"It's none of your business!" She screamed at him, grabbing his arm to pull him up and marching him over to the door,

"Do you think you're fat?" She paused, staring at him as her cheeks turned a dark shade of red. She shook her head and looked down at the floor, tears falling from her eyes again,

"Get out please." She whispered, Chad took a step back for a moment when he heard the broken voice of the girl he had nicknamed 'Sonshine'.

"Do you?" He had seen so many girls come and go, so many who were convinced that to be famous you had to be thin, and as much as he hated to admit it – he didn't want the same thing to happen to Sonny Munroe.

"Leave it alone please." He shook his head and cupped his hands around her face,

"You're not fat, I know it may not mean a lot coming from me, but you're not and of course being Chad Dylan Cooper – I would tell you."

"You did." She muttered, Chad dropped his hands and shook his head, opening his mouth up and down trying to find something to say,

"You said, and I quote, 'So, as long as your big, fat, new body or any of your friends aren't there, my party should go as usual as any others. Without you." She looked down at her feet as tears started to fall heavily down her face, the words echoing in her mind over and over again.

"I was making a reference to your fat suit.. I didn't think.. I-I..." Chad was lost for words for the first time in a long time as he shook his head in defeat, he had never thought that Sonny was fat, he was making a – bad attempt – joke. He could see how it didn't come out that way.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, looking around to make sure nobody would hear him, she shook her head and didn't even look up at him,

"It's okay."

"No it's not, now come on, you need to eat.. don't want you to get too thin." He wrinkled his nose at the image of a tiny version of the Sonny he was trying to pull towards the door.

"I'm not hungry." She said, letting him pull her a little more until she could slam the door in his face. She sighed as she leaned against, it, putting her head in her hands as she let sobs overtake her body.

And then, even though she hadn't eaten anything, she ran into the bathroom, leaning over the toilet before sticking her fingers down her throat – just to make herself feel a little better.